AMG Cedes

Guapo he slimin' them out for me
Ayy, ha, uh huh ayy, uh huh
I'm talkin bout - uh huh
Yeah, uh huh

Put that boy in a wood, yeah he dead as fuck
(Dead as fuck) wish that lil nigga would
Boy don't try your luck
(Nigga, don't try your luck)
I do what you can't
Cause' you broke as fuck (Broke as fuck)
Nigga your hoe too basic
You need to give her up
(Need to, give it up)
My nigga scored on the drank
So he finna pour up (Yeah)
Yeah, count it sideways
But he never showed up uh, this shit crazy
But I got racks like this shit the eighties
Yeah, to keep it a band
Nigga I'm a 2000s baby
Yeah, me and Kan been back
In the AMG Mercedes bullets they hot
And they bite like they got rabies
Shout to my momma lil nigga
She the one she raised me
She the reason why these lil
Hoes they can't play me
New Gen 4, that bitch came with no safety
Swear you better keep cool
If you wanna make it out safely
Perc thirty really the only thing
That can save me (Yeah, huh)